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“How was you throwing French pastries across the room my fault?”
I shrugged. “I was overcome. You’d dangled the sex card and I thought you were going to take it away. I had to act fast.”
“I enjoyed it.”
“Me too.” I wiggled my hips.
“Oh, yes, I enjoyed that, but I was talking about your dramatic moment of throwing food around. It was incredibly sexy.”
“I aim to please.”
“You succeeded.”
28
MACK
I had spentthe majority of the day naked in bed with Chase and had decided that I didn’t want to be anywhere else, possibly ever. We needed to find a way to leave our lives in Brooklyn behind and just live here, by the beach, making sweet, sweet love all day, everyday.
What a way to fucking live.
She was currently plastered across my chest, sweaty, despite the temperature outside, and panting. At the slight sway of her hips, and the corresponding twitch of her walls, my cock started to thicken again.
“You’re kidding me,” she said, voice muffled in the crook of my neck. “You cannot possibly be ready to go again?”
“Pretty sure I’m insatiable for you, Chastity,” I replied, sifting my fingers through her dark hair. It was like silk, cool and smooth against my skin. I felt her smile.
“Insatiable or not, I need sustenance.”
Cradling her perfect ass I swung my legs off the edge of the bed and stood. “Shower first,” I said, dropping a kiss on her lips. “Then food.”
Her arms went around my neck as her legs tensed against my hips. “We were in there for a while before, will there even be any hot water left?”
“Only one way to find out.”
In fact, there was some hot water left. However, it started to run cold roughly two minutes after we turned it on. Chase wailed and threw herself out onto the mat as soon as it was no longer the temperature of lava. At least it was enough time to clean up. As I watched her stand there, drying off and wrapping a large towel around her hair, I wondered when this would stop feeling surreal. When I would stop waiting for the rug to be pulled out from under me, for the other shoe to drop, for the bubble to burst. I didn’t love the feeling of impending doom that was starting to creep in but it was difficult to fight it.
This was where things usually stopped for me. One night, sometimes a re-run in the morning, and then that was it.
That wouldn’t happen with Chase. That couldn’t happen with Chase. Granted, we hadn’t actually talked about how we’d work together, as a couple. Maybe we didn’t need to talk. Maybe it would just work. Somehow I doubted it. But a guy could always dream.
“What’s with the look?” she asked, smothering her face, neck and chest with moisturizer. It was clinical, something she clearly did every single day and, yet, seeing it was enough to get me hard again.
“What look?” I said, trying to talk down my cock.
“Well, not that one, I know that one. We’ve already covered the fact that I need to eat.” She was trying to look stern but her eyes were lingering on the front of my towel. She cleared her throat. “And honestly, we should probably get going soon.” The reminder that we couldn’t stay in this bubble was necessary but still very much unwanted. “I don't want to leave, either. But the real world beckons whether we want it to or not.” How badly I wished she wasn’t right.
We came together like magnets, reaching for one another at the same moment, her hands at my waist and mine at her jaw. How had I managed to convince myself, for so many years, that she wasn’t the only one I wanted? It seemed so utterly obvious now. But we needed to find our way together in our own time. I believed that, and I was just grateful we’d made it here.
“What are you doing tonight?”
“Sleeping,” she said without missing a beat.
“Would you like to do that in my bed?” After everything we’d done this morning asking her to sleep over shouldn’t feel like a big deal, and yet it did.
She pursed her lips, tipped her head to one side. “I suppose I could be persuaded on the merits of your bed over mine.”
I kissed her, swallowing her sigh of satisfaction as my tongue swept into her mouth.
